Love

(álbum: Live It Up! - 1962)

Love can be a moment's madness
Love can be insane
Love can be alive
With sadness and pain

Love can be summer shower
Love can be the sun
Love can be two hearts
That flower as one

It can be
Fine and free
But it's true
It doesn't always happen to you

Oh, love can be a dying ember
Love can be a flame
Love pledged in September
May be dead in December
You may not even remember
It came

Oh, love, can be a joy forever
Or an empty name
Love is almost never ever the same

Love can be the reason history is made

Love can make you feel like you were a dog!

It can be ecstasy
But that kind
Is not so very easy to find

Love can be a tinkling cymbal
Love be a dirge
Love may be amusing
A spark constantly fusing
But it may end up by losing
Its urge

Oh, love's a tie
That's hard to sever
Or a life of shame
Love is almost never ever the same